Page 73 of Exile and Embrace

I moan as he presses them deeper into my pussy.

“Fuck, Aves, you’re already soaked. There is no way you’re going to make it through the night without wanting to go on the best ride here.”

His little smirk is nearly as teasing as his touch.

Finn’s fingers keep rocking into me as my pussy clamps down around them. His thumb presses against my clit as he drives his fingers deeper into me.

I moan as he turns his head and captures my mouth in a kiss.

As my legs start to shake, his tongue tangles with mine.

His fingers move faster, pressing against the spot that drives me wild.

Finn nips at my bottom lip as I come, chuckling to himself.

I roll my hips, riding his fingers until the waves of pleasure come to an end.

He pulls out his fingers and holds them out to me.

“Taste yourself.”

My pulse races as I lean forward and take his fingers into my mouth.

I take my time licking my juices from them as the ride slows, flicking my tongue and sucking the same way I’ve done to his cock before.

Sure enough, when I pull away and look down, his cock is hard and pressing against the front of his pants.

“Looks like you’ve got a problem there.”

Finn tucks his hand into his pocket, adjusting himself quickly. “You just wait until I get you alone. I’m pretty sure I saw a funhouse here.”

The ride comes to a stop, and our cage opens moments after Finn takes his hand back out of his pocket.

He gets off the ride first, smacking my ass as I pass him.

I press my thighs together as the pulse starts in my pussy.

As much as I want to go on other rides, right now, I need him.

Finn walks off the ride’s platform with me, leaning down to press his lips to the shell of my ear. “You look like you’re thinking of one other ride you desperately want to get on.”

“And whose fault is that?” I look at him over my shoulder as we step onto the grass. “Where’s the damn funhouse?”

He laughs and loops his arm around my shoulders, his fingertips brushing against my pebbled nipple.

Finn keeps up the teasing touches as we navigate our way across the fairgrounds and over to the funhouse.

By the time we step into the first dark hallway, my entire body feels like it’s about to combust.

The neon lights shine bright as Finn takes my hand and pulls me through the twisting hallways.

Other people are screaming and laughing as we head deeper into the funhouse.

He stops when he finds a small closet hidden behind one of the neon blue mountains. With a smirk, he opens the door and drags me inside with him.

The closet is barely big enough for the two of us, but I can still drop to my knees in front of him and unzip his pants.

“You’re going to have to be quiet.” His eyes burn with lust as I pull out his cock and run my thumb over the tip, catching the drop of moisture. “The music is loud, but you’re louder when my cock is buried in your tight little pussy.”

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